She Is Love
Who's That Girl?
Stephanie's POV
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Okay, this was killing me. What was I supposed to wear? I mean, what do you wear to a flippin' hockey game? I looked through the hangers one more time, and finally picked out a grey colored hollister hoodie with black tights, and slipped on ballet flats. I walked down the stairs to where my dad was standing by the door, wearing his Malkin jersey. I rolled my eyes at him. He was so obssesed with hockey games.
"Finally! You excited to go to your first game?" He smiled.
"Yeah..I guess." I replied in a bored tone.
I never went to a hockey game live. Ever. I just didn't like the sport, OR my brother. Both were equally as bad. That's why my last name was not Ovechkin. It spared me the "Oh, your Alexander Ovechkin's sister!?" Besides, I didn't even wated to be known as his sister. But today I had to go to the game. Otherwise my family would call me stuck up, and 'too self absorbed to care'.
He opened the door and led me out to the driveway where his SUV was. "I promise, you'll enjoy it, Steph." He said to me as he buckled his seat belt.
"Whatevs." I replied softly. I can only wonder what hell this will be like.
*at the game, 3rd period*
Sidney's POV
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I skated over to the bench and sat down by Beau Bennett, who handed me my gatorade. I took a long sip, and wiped some of the sweat off of my forehead. The score was tied with the Colorado Avalanche and there were 5 minutes left in the game. I cooled myself down, and discussed a game plan with Letang and Bennett. A while later I skated back onto the ice and got into position for a faceoff.
But that's when I got caught off guard. That's when I saw her.
She was sitting in the crowd in the row closet to the ice, and was the most perfect, most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She locked eyes with me, but looked away. Damn. She was perfect. Her blonde hair, her eyes.....oh, her eyes......
"Sidney? Sidney!" I looked up to see the ref yelling my name at me, and i snapped out of my daydream. "Uh, yeah, yeah i'm good, i'm good." The ref nodded his head and dropped the puck. I wrestled the player's stick and swept the puck away, while still thinking about her. Whoever she was, I needed to know her. No matter what.
Steph's POV
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It was the third period and I watched as number 87 skated to the center for a faceoff.
"I hope like hell the pens can win tonight." My dad said.
I turned to look at him. "Well, i'm just glad that the game is almost over. I just want to go home already." I looked back towards the ice and noticed one of the players looking at me. Why was he staring at me so intently..? I looked straight into his eyes, and looked away after a second. He put his focus back into the faceoff a few seconds later. Well, that was, awkward. I watched him sweep the puck into his stick efortlessly, and put my focus back into the game, pushing away any thoughts of what the hell just passed between them while he was looking at her.
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Okay, this was killing me. What was I supposed to wear? I mean, what do you wear to a flippin' hockey game? I looked through the hangers one more time, and finally picked out a grey colored hollister hoodie with black tights, and slipped on ballet flats. I walked down the stairs to where my dad was standing by the door, wearing his Malkin jersey. I rolled my eyes at him. He was so obssesed with hockey games.
"Finally! You excited to go to your first game?" He smiled.
"Yeah..I guess." I replied in a bored tone.
I never went to a hockey game live. Ever. I just didn't like the sport, OR my brother. Both were equally as bad. That's why my last name was not Ovechkin. It spared me the "Oh, your Alexander Ovechkin's sister!?" Besides, I didn't even wated to be known as his sister. But today I had to go to the game. Otherwise my family would call me stuck up, and 'too self absorbed to care'.
He opened the door and led me out to the driveway where his SUV was. "I promise, you'll enjoy it, Steph." He said to me as he buckled his seat belt.
"Whatevs." I replied softly. I can only wonder what hell this will be like.
*at the game, 3rd period*
Sidney's POV
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I skated over to the bench and sat down by Beau Bennett, who handed me my gatorade. I took a long sip, and wiped some of the sweat off of my forehead. The score was tied with the Colorado Avalanche and there were 5 minutes left in the game. I cooled myself down, and discussed a game plan with Letang and Bennett. A while later I skated back onto the ice and got into position for a faceoff.
But that's when I got caught off guard. That's when I saw her.
She was sitting in the crowd in the row closet to the ice, and was the most perfect, most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She locked eyes with me, but looked away. Damn. She was perfect. Her blonde hair, her eyes.....oh, her eyes......
"Sidney? Sidney!" I looked up to see the ref yelling my name at me, and i snapped out of my daydream. "Uh, yeah, yeah i'm good, i'm good." The ref nodded his head and dropped the puck. I wrestled the player's stick and swept the puck away, while still thinking about her. Whoever she was, I needed to know her. No matter what.
Steph's POV
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It was the third period and I watched as number 87 skated to the center for a faceoff.
"I hope like hell the pens can win tonight." My dad said.
I turned to look at him. "Well, i'm just glad that the game is almost over. I just want to go home already." I looked back towards the ice and noticed one of the players looking at me. Why was he staring at me so intently..? I looked straight into his eyes, and looked away after a second. He put his focus back into the faceoff a few seconds later. Well, that was, awkward. I watched him sweep the puck into his stick efortlessly, and put my focus back into the game, pushing away any thoughts of what the hell just passed between them while he was looking at her.
Notes
Hello! Well this was my first ever story I wrote on here and sorry if it's not that good, it's my first time. Tell me what you guys think? Any feedback will be greatly appreciated. Thanks! <3-Adelie xox
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6/4/14